First chapter of my next Crossover, Fairy Tail. Enjoy.

Lumen Histoire chapter 1

Harry stands along the other Gryffindor seventh years, waiting as Professor McGonagall began calling his classmates to receive their diploma and NEWTs scores.

The graduating class was split by house, and would be ordered according to house points, least first.

So the order was Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and Gryffindor. Harry tuned out most of the ceremony, clapping as needed and warranted, until Blaise Zabini of Slytherin received his. Harry immediately starts paying attention.

"And now, champions of the house cup for seven years, the victorious lions!" McGonagall cheered along with them. After it had quieted down, she called the first name, "Brown, Lavender!"

Ron's girlfriend from the previous year ran up the stage and they cheered as McGonagall handed her the envelope. She walked back to her seat, staring at the envelope in her hands as McGonagall continues, "Dunbar, Fay!" a girl that Harry hadn't interacted much walked to the stage and again they clapped. Next came Harry's dorm mate, Seamus, and his best friend Hermione who promptly tried to start a speech before McGonagall asked her to return to her seat ten minutes in, then came Neville, who seemed totally different then the nervous little kid they'd met first year. Next, the last of the girls, and more importantly, the last person before Harry, Parvati Patil.

As she stepped off the stage, McGonagall smiled brightly as she announced, "Potter, Harry!"

Harry stood and walked to the stage, head boy badge pinned to his formal robes. Everyone but the Slytherins and a select few others clapped wildly as soon as he accepts the envelope. The teachers and family lining the hall likewise cheer, and before long even those that hate him grudgingly began clapping.

After he'd returned to his seat, his dormmate Dean took the stage to generous applause, and finally, the ceremony ended with Ron Weasley, his best mate

McGonagall's address was thankfully short, as Hermione had made them promise not to open their scores until they got back to the burrow.

Once it was (finally) over, the three of them joined the group who would be apparating instead of using floo, and they disappeared from the center of Hogsmeade.

"Surprise!" The Weasley family had left prior to their being released and had clearly been working. The entire house was decorated, and the table was set with more food than he'd ever seen outside of Hogwarts.

"Enough of that!" the twins grinned, "Let's see what you got!"

Hermione needed no further persuasion, and ripped the top of her scores. Harry peeked over her shoulder and smirked, "Why aren't I surprised?"

Hermione Jean Granger

Astronomy - O
Ancient Runes - O w/H
Arithmancy - O w/ H
Charms - O
Defense against the Dark Arts - O
Herbology - O
Potion - O
Transfiguration - O

"I guess I didn't do too bad..." Hermione mutters.

"No you didn't." Molly smiles, "Neither Percy or bill did that well!"

"Sorry mom!" Bill called from the corner, "I still maintain that the examiner had it in for me."

"Well, let's hope she didn't feel the same for your brother." she glares and Ron slowly opens his.

Ronald Bilius Weasley

Astronomy - A
Charms - E
Defense against the dark arts - E
Transfiguration - E
Herbology - E
Potion - A
Transfiguration - E

Harry patted him on the back, "No fail. That's gotta count for something."

Ron gulps, "Well, there goes being an auror."

The same thought had crossed his mind. You need at least E in potions to apply for the auror academy. If he couldn't manage that...

"Harry dear, now yours." Molly smiles.

He shakily opens the envelope.

Harry James Potter

Astronomy - E
Charms - O
Defense Against the Dark Arts- O w/ H
herbology - E
Potions - O
Transfiguration - O w/ H

Remus clapped him on the back, "Like father like son! James got those exact scores!"

"It's practically a guarantee to get into the academy!" Tonks says brightly and the other adults nod in agreement.

"What about you guys?" Harry asks his friends.

"I don't know." Ron shrugs, "Being an auror is all I really considered. I don't know anything else I could do."

"What about quidditch?" Harry suggests, "Work on getting your self-confidence up and I'm sure you'll turn the cannons around!"

"Or you could work with us?" Fred smiles evilly, "You'll make good money, get the employee discount, and it'll only cost you a small bit of pain and suffering while testing new products!"

"With the rate you two are making them, I'll be dead in a week." Ron whispers, though he was smiling.

George laughs, "He gives us far too little credit."

Fred smiles at his brother, "Three days tops."

"I think I'll work on my self-confidence. Yeah that's good."

Everyone laughed as his face turned bright red, though he joined them before long.

Remus turned to the mostly silent witch, "And you, Hermione?"

She whispers so quietly no one but Lupin with his Wolf sense could hear, though all of them saw her flush "You'll have to speak up, or would you like me to tell them?" Remus says kindly.

Hermione sighs, takes a deep breath and says, "Professor Vector is retiring this year, and I thought, maybe..."

"A teacher?" Harry chuckles, "That's so perfect. If you can get Ron to pass his exams, you're already better than half the other teachers."

Ignoring the jab at his intelligence, he looks to his friend, "have you talked to McGonagall?"

She nods, "As soon as professor vector told me. Apparently that was why he told me, since McGonagall was expecting me. I've got an interview tomorrow morning."

"Can't you stay out of school for twenty four hours?" Ginny giggles, "Does that mean you'll be my teacher for my last year? Nice!"

"It isn't decided yet..." Hermione says modestly.

"I think it is." Arthur cuts in, "Once you get an honors, you could get almost any job in that field. I did about the same as Ron on my N.E. , except for honors in muggle studies. The ministry didn't look any further when they gave me the job in the misuse of muggle artifacts."

"Probably how Snape got the job." Harry curses under his breath.

"You might see Neville as well." Ron smiles, clearly not hearing Harry's comment, "Professor Sprout is retiring too, and he's already applied. I guarantee he got honor herbology."

None of them doubt med that in the slightest. By the end, Neville was practically teaching professor sprout along with them.

"Enough talking about work!" Tonks yells, "Let's just party!"

The party is cut off by a patronus flying in through the window.

The ball of light materialized as a lynx, "Death eaters have infiltrated and taken control of all departments. Ministry unsafe. Be on your guard." it spoke in a low, calming voice that could only belong to Kingsley Shacklebolt.

None of them spoke for a long time, and when they did, the idea of partying seemed unlikely. In the end, the wonderful meal was eaten as snacks during an impromptu order meeting (Ginny having been allow most likely because they forgot she was there).

Harry lay awake in bed with only one thought that had been pounding in his mind since he'd heard the message. His dream of being an auror was over. Throwing up silencing wards, he yells and pounds his pillow in frustration.

Harry slowly walked down the stairs, and found Ron, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley sitting around the breakfast table. "Hermione already at her interview?"

"Yes dear." Mrs. Weasley smiles, "She left a couple of hours ago. You looked so exhausted when I checked on you earlier that I let you sleep a while longer."

"Should be home any... Speak of the devil." Ginny smirks as the fire turns green and an overly excited witch jumped out, managing to stick the landing before throwing her arms around Harry.

"I got the job!" she cheered, and the table claps happily, "She wants me there tomorrow to get aquatinted with the teacher's guidelines and start making lesson plans for next year!"

"Brilliant!" Ron roars, "I'm happy for you, Hermione. Now it's just up to Harry..."

Harry stares at him with a look that previously only Hermione could pull off. Within seconds, Ron cracked under the pressure, "I kinda thought about what you said, and... I joined the cannons this morning. Reserve keeper, you know?"

Apparently this was news to all of them, as they quickly engulf him in hugs, while Harry just settled for a pat on the back, "Good for you. You'll turn that team around. Captain in a few years, I expect."

"You applying to the academy today?" Ron asks cheerfully.

Harry sighs deeply, "I don't know. I would've said yes, but I don't much like the idea of being an auror if voldemort could have someone I trust try to kill me..."

"Well, you've got time." Mrs. Weasley says sweetly, "Now, let's all eat before it gets cold."

They all nod in agreement and begin devouring the plentiful foods Mrs. Weasley had spent all morning making.

After a very satisfying morning, Harry stretched out on the couch and rested.

Ron walked into the room and asks, "Harry, the Cannons gave me a few hundred galleons to get a better broom and equipment. You wanna come with me to Diagon alley?"

"Sure mate." Harry smirks, "Can't expect to compete on a professional level with a cleansweep."

So the two apparated from the burrows to the leaky cauldron, and through the back into Diagon Alley. Voldemort's reign of terror had scared everyone away from the once bustling market. Very few people remained, and those that did were jumpy and nervous.

They stepped into Quality Quidditch Supplies, which was thankfully one of the few place still open, and Ron went straight to looking at brooms.

"This must be that real reason you brought me." Harry chuckles as he stops Ron from asking the price of the firebolt, "If I weren't here, you'd spend all your money on a broom."

"Can't blame me for that." he smirks, "I've always had to use a second rate broom. Now's as good a time as any to change that."

"And if you were reserve seeker I'd say get the firebolt, but a keeper doesn't need all that speed. Get the new nimbus. Less speed, and better handling will help you make those spectacular saves that made you the king."

Ron flushes, but nods and puts the nimbus thousand and six on the counter, and begins examining the keeper gear. Again Harry had to convince him not to spend his money on ornate gear that probably cost more than his father's monthly pay.

In total, Ron spent four hundred and sixty seven galleons on gear. "Thanks Harry." he says as the walk back towards the cauldron, "I've gotta go check in with the agent. See ya at the burrow tonight."

"Later." Harry replies as his friend disapparates. "Might as well get a bite to eat and think." he shrugs, taking a seat at an empty table in the leaky cauldron.

Tom the barman came over and took his order almost immediately. While he waited, the door opened and two familiar faces walked in, accompanied by another who Harry could've sworn he knew from somewhere.

"Bill! Fleur!" he calls, and they smile at him.

"'Arry!" Fleur says in her French accent, "Congratulations on your graduation." turning to the younger girl next to her, "You remember my sister, Gabrielle?"

Harry nods, "I knew I recognized you from somewhere. I couldn't figure out from where."

"Hello Harry." she says with a blush, her accent not nearly as pronounced as her sister's.

"This is perfect." bill sighs, "Harry, Fleur and I have done quick business up at the bank. Would you be able to watch Gabrielle while we're gone? I don't want to leave her alone in the present circumstances."

"No trouble." Harry nods, "Though I'm not sure it's much safer with me. I am kinda on his most wanted list."

"You'll do fine. You did get Honor for defense." bill laughs, "As I understand it, Gabby isn't a weak little princess either. Between you two, you could fight off a few death eaters no problem."

Harry looked at the young woman in surprise, "You can fight?"

"A little." she blushes.

"We'll be back in just a few minutes." Fleur smiles, kissing her sister's head, "Take care."

The two walk back to into the alley, bound for gringotts. Meanwhile, Harry had gabby order something to drink, and the two started talking.

"Did Fleur say that you graduated?" she asks politely, "Congratulations. What are you going to do now?"

"Thank you." Harry sighs, "I was going to join the aurors, but that's gotten a little complicated."

"How do?" she wonders, accepting her drink from Tom.

"Voldemort's taken over the ministry, and I'd rather not get shot in the back by someone I thought I could trust." Harry says calmly, though inside he was still pissed that Voldemort was robbing him of the job he really wanted.

Surprisingly, gabby showed no sign of fear at his name. Instead, she nods thoughtfully, "yes, if you're going to fight, you need to fight alongside people you can trust. Otherwise it's pointless. You might as well fight alone."

"The problem is that I don't know who I can trust." Harry says dejectedly, "Dumbledore's gone, the death eaters are one step ahead of us, so there is at least one spy in the order, and the only ones I can trust have found their own jobs that will hopefully prevent them from getting dragged into this war more than they already have. I don't know what to do now."

Gabby looked at him intensely, and then nods, "I might have an idea. You want to fight, right?"

Harry nods skeptically, and she smiles, "Then join my guild."

"Guild?" he asks, thoroughly confused.

"A wizarding guild." She explains, "It's a group of wizards that have taken over for all the jobs that have been closed down since Voldemort came back. Some even work as mercenaries to compensate for the lack of aurors."

"Really?" Harry asks hopefully.

"Yes." she smiles, "And the guild master is really strong. He'd be more than willing to help you train to beat him."

"Where do I sign up?" He asks happily.

"Fleur was going to take me after we were done here, so you can tag along." she answers, "But be careful. Some members of our guild like to start fights, and the rest like to finish them." with a smile, she continues, "Everyday there is one big brawl that the entire guild gets involved in. It might sound violent, but it's a lot of fun, and it helps everyone get stronger."

"I'm up for it if I get to beat Voldemort." Harry shrugs.

After general conversation about the guild for a few minutes, bill and Fleur returned, chatting merrily, "How'd everything go? Not too many death eater attacks?" bill smirks.

"A couple, but they weren't anything to write home about." Harry answers with a straight face, making bill pale slightly before laughing.

"Ready to go, Gabby?" Fleur asks.

"Actually, Harry said that he was interested in joining too." She replies happily.

"Will the master allow it?"

"Master Makarov doesn't really care who joins, as long as they know how to have fun." gabby laughs, "We've even got squibs in the guild."

"Although, I've already ordered lunch." Harry points out, "Care to join me? My treat if course."

"I'd love to." Fleur says, and her sister nods.

Bill shrugs, "Never turned down a free meal before."

"Why do I get the feeling that this is going to cost a lot?" Harry chuckles.

Bill and Fleur sit across from him and gabby, and he answers, "Because you spent too much time with Ron. Not all weasleys eat like that."

Harry laughs and calls Tom over. The three guests look at the menu and order.

After nearly thirty minutes, they've finished another pleasant meal, and we're ready to go.

"Harry, grab my arm." Bill says calmly, "I know that you can apparate just fine, but since you've never been to the guild hall, you can't apparate there. Besides, they've put Fidelius over it."

Harry nods and places a hand on his arm, then feels the pressure of apparation and disappears.

When they arrived, it was a bustling city, completely unconcerned that four people just appeared out of nowhere.

"Welcome to magnolia." Bill says happily, "It's an isolated city, a couple hundred kilometers north of Hogwarts, almost completely unreachable by muggle means. The few muggles here are already aware of the existence of magic."

"Wow." Harry gulps.

"That pretty much sums it up nicely." Fleur laughs, "Gabby and I said the same thing when we came here."

"Follow me!" gabby says excitedly, "The guilds this way!"

Without waiting for a response, she runs down one of the streets. They race to catch up. All the while, Fleur's laughing, "Sorry about her, Harry. She always gets excited going back to the guild the first time in a while."

Her excitement makes him more eager than ever to join, and runs ahead of the other two.

Gabby stops in front of an empty plot of land, panting with a big smile on her face, "We're... Here!" she gasps.

"So what do I do now? Do you have to get the secret keeper?" Harry asks, heart beating out of his chest in anticipation.

Gabby chuckles, "No Harry. I am the secret keeper. Welcome to Fairy Tail!"

Harry nods and a large building springs out of the ground, banners and flags waving proudly out front, all displaying the same crest. It was oddly shaped, Harry first impression was a griffin, wings back, and tail extended forwards, but the more he looked at it, the more he doubted that assumption.

"The Fidelius charm is different from others. Any member of the guild can reveal the secret to whoever they like, though the guild master may remove the secret from any person they choose." Gabby explains as she prepares to open the door, "Also, unlike a normal one, you cannot be forced to reveal it, even with veritaserum or legilimency, because the secret is contained inside the guild mark, not your mind."

"So the guild can't be attacked unless there is a traitor?" Harry smiles.

"That's right. It's a relatively new protection. Two years ago, we were attacked by another guild called phantom lord. We won, but our guild hall was demolished in the process. You ready to go in?" she asks smiling, and Harry nods as bill and Fleur catch up.

Gabby pushes the doors open and a boy in just his boxer flies out the open doors.

Inside, dozens of people were fighting with fists and magic flying in all directions. Tables were splintered and lying underneath unconscious bodies. Food and drinks were splattered on the wall as more and more people got involved in the fight. 'She wasn't kidding!' Harry thinks as the black haired boy yells, running back into the guild.

"That's what you get for stripping in a battle!" a pink haired boy yelled with his fists in fire before a red haired woman wearing armor punches him in the head, "Let it go, Natsu." she orders.

"Hey Ezra!" Gabrielle yells, throwing her arms around the armored woman.

"It's great to see you again." Ezra smiles, returning the gig, oblivious to the continued violence around her, "The master was starting to get worried."

"I'll tell you all about it later, but first, I need to talk to the master." gabby laughs.

Ezra nods, "Of course." swords start materializing all around her, "The next person who throws a punch gets skewered alive!" she shouts, and the entire guild stops moving. "Good. Now, as you may have noticed, Gabby's home. Keep it civil until I get back with the master." she says, walking up the stairs.

The guild that had been fighting ten seconds before began chatting and putting everything back together. It was clear this had happened before, as they all worked together and within seconds everything was back to normal, and they were laughing over drinks.

"Welcome back, Gabby." the white haired woman behind the counter smiles, handing them each a butterbeer, "You too, Fleur, Bill. And who might this be?"

"This is Harry." she says, taking the bottle, "He wanted to join the guild. Harry, this is Mirajane; she's the resident big sister of the guild."

"Wonderful to meet you, Harry." Mirajane smiles, "You can call me Mira."

"Welcome back Gabby!" says a little old man from the second floor, "I was worried about you my dear."

"Sorry master. It's been a bit hectic and my sister couldn't apparate me because of work." Gabby apologizes, handing him a pouch of money, "The job was completed without incident, and the fee has been collected in full."

"Excellent work as always!" the master laughs, then turns to Harry, takes one look and his scar and nods, "And how may I help you, Harry Potter?"

Ignoring the question of how he knew his name, Harry answered, "I wanted to join your guild, sir."

The masters smile widened, "We'd be happy to have you. Welcome to the family!" the entire hall cheered, and Harry smiled happily for the first time since the night before.

"Now, do you know any magic? Besides with a wand I mean." Master Makarov asks after harry filled out the application.

"No sir." Harry says truthfully.

"Well, we'll have to change that. Lucy, can you fetch me a piece of magenite?"

"Sure thing." the blond haired girl said from the table, running out the hall and returning a few minutes later, handing Makarov a small grey stone.

"This stone is called magenite. It absorbs the magical energy of a spell, and produces a reaction corresponding with the type of magic you are most suited to." He says, placing it on the counter, "Cast whichever spell you feel most comfortable with."

Harry nods and pulls out his wand, "Expelliarmus!"

The red like collides with the stone, which flies through the air and turns a light green and hits the ground behind the counter.

"Well, you magic is ice." Makarov says, pointing to the stone which was covered in a thin layer of green ice, "Looks like he's learning from you, Grey!"

"Great." the boxer boy whines, "Are you sure?"

"It's ice magic and you are our resident ice master." Makarov says, reaching for the stone, but stops just before touching it, "This is interesting. Grey, come pick this up." he tells him, and then adds as an afterthought, "After you put your clothes back on!"

Grey looks down, starts complaining, and puts his clothes back on before walking over to the stone to pick it up. The second his hand touches the stone, he jumps back, "What the hell? It shocked me!"

The master nods and waves his hand over the stone, "Ice is currently his strongest attribute, but he has an innate talent for lightning magic."

"What exactly does that mean?" Harry asks, thoroughly confused.

Gabby explains, "Most people learn the magic that is best suited to them, but in some case, a person has the potential to use two magic to such a degree. Usually this happens when their parents try and teach them magic from a young age. For me, my magic is light manipulation, but I can use fire magic because my mom taught me."

"But my parents never taught me anything." harry tells them, "So how can I use two?"

"I don't know." Makarov admits, "But for now, let's worry about teaching you instead of whining about how it happened. Which do you want to learn first? Ice or Lightning?"

"Is there any difference?" Harry asks.

"Aside from the uses, not really. But it may be better to learn lightning. It'll be more difficult to learn to use magic in the beginning, and even harder to use your weaker lightning. But if you learn to harness it first, ice will be easy in comparison." Mira smiles helpfully.

"Then that's what I'll do." Harry says confidently, "Who's my teacher?"

"Me." a voice says from behind his head, making him jump.

"Harry Potter, my grandson, Laxus." Makarov smiles, "He should prove capable of helping you."

So, Harry's got a real monster for a teacher. I'll be uploading a few more chapters later today. Leave a reveiw and tell me what you think.